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REENE,  N.  H PRINTED  BY  JOHN  PRENTI^ 

1827. 


The  following  are  a  selection  of  HYMNS  from 
Dr.  Worcester's,  Dr.  Belknap's,  and  the  New-York 
Collection,  in  Metres  not  found  in  Watts'  Book  of 
Psalms  and  Hymns,  and  on  Subjects  and  Occasions  not 
noticed  in  that  work  ; — with  a  few  others  on  various 
subjects,  and  in  different  metres.  Designed  to  be  used 
in  connection  with  Watts',  in  the  First  Church  and  re- 
ligious Society  in  TEMPLETON,  Ms. 


HYMNS. 


HYMN  1.     7s.  Newton. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  OAFELY  through  another  week, 
k5   God  has  brought  us  on  our  way. 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek. 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to  day: 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 
Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name; 
Shew  thy  reconciling  face — 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame: 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee 

3  Here  we  come  thy  Name  to  praise: 
Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 
While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 

Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound; 
Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


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HYMNS. 

HYMN  2.  C.  M.  Williams. 

Devotion. 
HTLST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power! 


Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fillM. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd; 
That  mercy  I  adore . 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer, 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favor'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

HYMN  3>     6  &  4.        Madan's  Col. 
Invocation. 
1    |^1  OME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
vy    Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 


HYMNS.  5 

Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend! 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success; 
Spirit  of  holiness 

On  us  descend! 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour! 
Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  pow'r. 

HYMN  4,     L.  M.         Stennet. 
The  Sabbath. 

1  \  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done ! 
J_Jl  Another  Sabbath  is  begun! 
Return  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  praise  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  weary  minds; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies! 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heav'nly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  endless  rest, 


6  HYMNS. 

Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away; 

The  Sabbath  thus  we  love  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

HYMN  5.     L  M.  Addison 

The   Voice  of  Nature. 

1  FT! HE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 

I      With  all  the  blue  etherial  sky; 
And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display, 
And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth. 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 

Co  ifirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found: 


HYMNS.  < 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they   shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 

HYMN  6.     L.  M.  Doddridge 

Encouragement  to  Faith. 

1  OING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
lO   His  various  and  his  saving  names; 

O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord; 
Through  all  the  world,  most  high  confess'd, 
By  him  'twas  form'd,  and  is  possess'd. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abra'm,  God  of  Peace; 
Now,  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father,  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  he  has  sought  his  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  wrhispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient-name, 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 


HYMNS. 

HYMN  7.     5,  6.  Vincent 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence^ 

1  T>LESS  God,  O  my  soul, 
JO   Rejoice  in  his  name; 
And  let  my  glad  voice 

Thy  greatness  proclaim: 
Surpassing  in  honour, 

Dominion  and  might; 
Thy  throne  is  the  heaven, 

Thy  robe  is  the  light. 

2  The  world  when  at  first 

Of  chaos  compos'd, 
Was  void,  without  form, 

In  waters  enclos'd; 
Thy  voice,  how  majestic, 

In  thunder  was  heard; 
The  waters  subsided, 

The  mountains  appeared. 

3  Thy  providence  fix'd 

The  stream  and  its  source, 
The  sea  knows  its  bounds, 

The  rivers  their  course. 
Convey'd  through  dark  channels, 

Springs  rise  on  the  hills, 
They  burst  in  the  fountains, 

They  fall  in  the  rills. 

t  Descending  on  hills, 

Clouds  plenteousness  pour, 
All  nature  revives, 

Earth  smiles  in  the  show'r: 
A  garment  of  verdure 

Apparels  the  plain; 
Fruits  swell  in  the  garden, 

Fields  wave  with  their  grain 


HYMNS. 

5  With  moisture  refresh'd, 

The  vine  yields  its  fruit; 
'Tis  balm  to  our  hearts, 

To  health  a  recruit. 
With  pleasure  we  gather 

The  richness  of  oil; 
'Tis  strength  to  our  bodyy 

Support to  our  toil. 

6  The  moon  by  thy  law 

Increases  and  wanes: 
The  sun  keeps  the  course 

Thy  wisdom  ordains. 
By  night  the  fierce  lion 

Roams  wide  for  his  prey, 
But  flies  to  his  cavern 

When  morn  brings  the  day. 

7  Then  man  with  the  sun 

His  labor  renews, 
Till  ev'ning  arrives, 

That  labor  pursues. 
Such,  Lord,  is  the  wisdom 

Thy  works  all  proclaim; 
Let  earth,  crown'd  with  riches. 

Rejoice  in  thy  name! 

8  Thus,  Lord,  let  me  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  raise; 
Delightful  the  strain, 

When  tun'd  to  thy  praise. 
The  vile  have  their  sufferings* 

The  just  their  reward; 
Bless  God,  0  my  spirit! 

0  praise  ye  the  Lord ! 


10  HYMNS. 

HYMN  8.     5,  6.  Tate,  varied. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  f\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord! 
V_>r    Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praise  in  the  great 
Assembly  to  sing. 

In  their  great  Creator 
Let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation 
Be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name 
Devoutly  adore; 

In  loud  swelling  strains 
His  praises  express, 
"Who  graciously  opens 
His  bountiful  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
His  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorn'd, 
His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence 
And  plenty  supplies; 
Their  loud  acclamations 
To  him  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded^ 
And  reach  to  the  skies. 

4  Ye  angels  above, 

His  glories'who've  sung, 
In  loftiest  notes, 
Now  publish  his  praise: 
We,  mortals,  delighted, 
Would  borrow  your  tongue; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers, 
And  chant  to  your  lays. 


HYMNS.  n 

HYMN  9.     P.  M.  J.  Taylor 

Commencement  of  Public    Worship. 

1  /%  T  the  portals  of  thy  house. 

XjL  Lord!  we  leave  our  mortal  cares: 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engage, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers: 
Pure  and  contrite  hearts  alone, 
Find  acceptance  at  thy  throne, 

2  Hapless  men,  whose  footsteps  stray 
From  the  temple  of  the  Lord! 
Teach  them  Zion's  heavenly  way, 
To  their  feet  thy  light  afford : 

Let  the  world  united  join, 
To  extol  thy  love  divine. 

HYMN  10.     8,  8,  6.         Ogilvie. 
Praise  from  all  Nature. 

1  OEGIN,  my  soul!  the  exalted  lay; 
_IJ   Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name; 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode. 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God; 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power: 
Lo!  on  the  lightning's  gleamy  wing 
In  triumph  rides  the  eternal  King; 

The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  whose  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies, 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air. 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 


IS  HYMNS. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  tribes,  and  sing; 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him,  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipp'dyour  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man — by  nobler  passions  swayed — 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heav'n's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

HYMN  11.     8,  7.  J.  Taylor. 

Pardon  and  Peace  from  God. 

1  TTlAR  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
_F     Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desires, 
Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming. 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue  and  nation, 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined  : 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 
$  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhorring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause. 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 

Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws. 


HYMNS.  13 

Lord!  with  favor  still  attend  us, 
Bless  us  with  th\  is  love; 

Thou,  oar  Sun  and  Shield,  defend  us; 
All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

HYMN  12.     L.  M.         Pope's  Coll. 
'T/ie  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  XjlATHER  adored  in  worlds  above! 
JO     Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still; 
Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love, 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord!  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care; 
Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake: 
And  let  us  in  thy  kindness  share, 

As  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour; 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore: 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power; 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore! 

HYMN  13.     Ts.  J.  Taylor. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Greatness  and  Merc  a. 

1  S^i  LORY  be  to  God  on  high! 
VJT  God,  whose  glory  fills  Ihe  sky: 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  heaven: 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high! 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

2  Favoured  mortals,  raise  the  song; 
En^css  thanks  to  God  belong; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Call  the  tribes  of  beings  round, 
From  creation's  utmost  bound; 


U  HYMNS. 

Where  the  Godhead  shines  confessed. 
There  be  solemn  praise  address'd. 

4  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand! 
Power,  no  empire  can  withstand; 
Wisdom,  angels'  glorious  theme; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

5  Awful  Being!  from  thy  throne. 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace. 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease: 

Glory  be,  &c. 

HYMN   14.     7s.         Salisbury  Coll. 
Humble  Adoration. 

1  TTOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord! 

11  Be  thy  glorious  name  adored; 
Lord!  thy  mercies  never  fail; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord!  thine  ear. 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay,  * 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way; 
Then  on  high  we'll  joyful  raise 
Songs  of  everlasting  praise. 

4  Lord!  thy  mercies  never  fail; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 


HYMNS.  15 

HYMN  15.     8.  8,  6.  Miss  Daye. 

Religious  Institutions  regarded. 

ILL  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name, 
Whose  goodness    heaven  and  earth  pro- 
With  every  morning  light;  [claim. 

And  at  the  close  of  every  day, 
To  him  my  cheerful  homage  pay, 
Who  guards  me  through  the  night. 

2  Then  in  his  churches  to  appear, 
And  pay  my  humble  worship  there, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ. 
The  day  that  saw  my  Saviour  rise, 
Shall  dawn  on  my  delighted  eyes 

With  pure  and  holy  joy. 

3  With  grateful  sorrow  in  my  breast, 
I'll  celebrate  the  dying  feast 

Of  my  departing  Lord ; 
And  while  his  perfect  love  I  view, 
His  bright  example  I'll  pursue, 

And  meditate  his  word. 

HYMN  16.       7s.  Merrick. 

Praise  to  God  the  sovereign  King* 
)    IS      IFT  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing 
JLj    Praises  to  your  heavenly  King; 
For  his  mercies  far  extend, 
And  his  bounty  knows  no  end, 

I  Honour  pay  to  heaven's  high  Lord, 
And  his  wondrous  deeds  record; 
Through  the  various  realms  of  earth, 
Praise  him  all  of  human  birth: 

5  Him,  whose  wisdom,  thron'd  on  high* 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky; 


16  HYMNS. 

And  the  orbs  that  gild  the  pole, 
Bade  through  boundless  ether  roll: 

4  Him  who  o'er  this  earthly  ball, 
Looks  with  equal  eye  on  all, 
And  to  every  thing  which  lives, 
Rich  supplies  of  blessings  gives. 

5  To  the  great  eternal  King, 
Raise  your  voice,  and  joyful  sing, 
For  his  mercies  wide  extend, 
And  his  bounty  knows  no  end. 

HYMN  17.     8,  7,  4.     Toplady's  Coll.  alt'd 
God's  Blessing  sought. 

1  ~*       ORD!  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

■   I   Hope  and  comfort  from  above; 
Let  us  each  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love: 

Still  support  us, 
While  in  duty's  path  we  move. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound: 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

HYMN  18.     5~6.  Park. 

Thanksgiving  and  Praise. 
1    Tl/TY  soul!  praise  the  Lord, 
JLtjL  Speak  good  of  his  name ; 
His  mercies  record, 

His  bounties  proclaim: 
To  God,  their  Creator, 
Let  all  creatures  raise 


HYMNS.  Vt 


The  song  of  thanksgiving, 
The  chorus  of  praise! 

2  Though,  hid  from  man's  sight, 

God  sits  on  his  throne, 
Yet  here,  by  his  works, 

Their  Author  is  known* 
The  world  shines  a  mirror, 

Its  maker  to  show, 
And  heaven  views  its  image 

Reflected  below. 

3  Those  agents  of  power, 

Fire,  water,  earth,  sky, 
Attest  the  dread  might 

Of  God  the  Most  High; 
Who  rides  on  the  whirlwind 

While  clouds  veil  his  form; 
Who  smiles  in  the  sunbeam, 

Or  frowns  in  the  storm 

4  By  knowledge  supreme, 

By  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth 

With  gracious  design: 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect, 

His  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created, 

Whose  love  still  sustains, 
h,  And  man,  his  last  work, 

With  reason  endued, 
Who,  falling  through  sin, 

By  grace  is  renewed; 
To  God,  his  Creator, 

Let  man  ever  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving. 

The  chorus  of  praise ! 


13  HYW 

HYMN  19.     C.  M.         Doddridge. 
Jacob's    Vow. 

1  f\  GOD  of  Bethel!  by  whose  hand 
V_>r    Thy  people  still  are  fed; 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led; 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace: 
God  of  our  fathers!  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  Oh!  spread  thy  covering  wings  around. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  covenant  God, 

We'll  our  whole  souls  resign; 
And  thankful  own,  that  all  we  are, 
And  all  we  have  is  thine. 


HYMN  20.     10,  lis.  Doddridge, 

Praise  to  God . 

1  ^V  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord!  prepare  a  new  song. 
\^Jr   And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join: 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

2  Let  praise  to  the  Lord,  who  made  us,  ascend: 
Let  each  grateful  heart  be  glad  in  its  King; 

The  God  whom  we  worship,  our  songs  will  attend, 
\nd  view  with  complacence  the  offering  we  bring. 


HYMNS. 

3  Be  joyful,  ye  saints!  sustained  by  his  might, 
And  let  your  glad  song  awake  with  each  morn: 
For  those  who  obey  him  are  still  his  delight, 
His  hand  with  salvation  the  meek  will  adorn. 

4  Then  praise  ye  the  Lord!  prepare  a  glad  song, 
And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join, 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

HYMN  21.     8,7s.         J.  Jaylor, 
God  of  Mercy  adored. 

1  T> RAISE  to  God,  the  great  Creator. 
3l      Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy; 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  word  can  all  destroy! 
Saints,  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise; 
Solemn  songs  to  heaven  ascending. 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

2  Here  indulge  each  grateful  feeling; 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls; 
Here  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  no  awful  thunder  rolls: 
Lo!  the  eternal  page  before  us 

Bears  the  covenant  of  his  love, 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 

3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  0  seize  the  proffered  blessing, 

Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within! 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling* 

Still  the  songofjrlory  raise; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling. 

Join  the  universal  praise. 


:o  HYMNS. 

HYMN  22.     8,  7,  4.         Exeter  Coll. 
Thanksgiving  for  Divine  Mercy. 

1  O  OVEREIGN  Lord  of  light  and  glory  * 
1^   Author  of  our  mortal  frame! 
Joyfully  we  bow  before  thee, 

And  extol  thy  holy  name : 

Hallelujah! 
Ever  sacred  be  the  theme! 

2  Kind  dispenser  of  each  blessing! 

Which  surrounds  the  human  race! 
May  we,  gratefully  possessing, 
Still  adore  thy  boundless  grace: 

Hallelujah! 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise! 

3  Thus,  with  humble  adoration, 

We  attend  before  thy  throne; 
And  with  grateful  exultation, 
Thine  abundant  mercy  own: 

Hallelujah! 
Praise  belongs  to  thee  alone! 

4  In  thy  every  dispensation, 

Love  and  mercy  we  descry; 
Thou,  the  God  of  our  salvation; 
To  preserve  us,  still  art  nigh: 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high! 

HYMN  23.     7s.         Madan's  Coll 
Redeeming  Love. 

I   1VTOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme 
-Lll    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name, 
Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 


HYMNS, 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  lace, 
As  to  Canaan  on  \e  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancel'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas!  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin! 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd— 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above^ 
Nothing — but" redeeming  love. 

6  He  subdu'd  th'  infernal  powers; 
His  tremendous  foes  and  ours, 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

7  Hither    then,  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  24.     6,  4.         Hill's  Coll. 
Worthy  the  Lamb. 
1    S^i  LORY  to  God  on  high: 

VJT  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 

Praise  ye  his  name! 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore; 
And  sing  for  evermore; 
Worth v  the  Lamb. 


22  HYMNS- 

2  All  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name; 
We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad — 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

3  Join  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name: 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice— 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place — 
Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name: 
To  him  our  songs  we  bring — 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  25.     8,  6,  5.         Madan's  Coll 
Christmas  Morn. 

1  X    IFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

I    i    Salute  the  happy  morn: 

Each  heav'nly  pow'r, 

Proclaim  the  glad  hour? 
L<>,  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  bomf 

2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
To  him  all  praise  is  due; 

The  promise  is  seal'd — 
The  Saviour's  reveal'd — 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true 


HYMNS.  S3 

3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow: 
Flow  on,  and  still  increase; 

Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 
At  Immanuel's  birth — 
For  heav'n  and  earth  are  at  peace. 

4  Now  the  good  will  of  God  is  shewn 
Towards  Adam's  helpless  race; 

Messiah  is  come, 
To  ransom  his  own — 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grace. 

3  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'ns  above, 
Where  hymning  seraphs  sing; 
Join  all  the  glad  pow'rs, 
For  their  Lord  is  ours — 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King 

HYMN  26,     L*M.         Steele. 
Christ's  Example . 

1  \  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
iV  Such  let  our  conversation  be; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

9   0  how  benevolent  and  kind! 

How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  iive 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 
Was  his  employment  and  delight; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 
$hone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 


24  HYMNS. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came. 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Savior's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move, 

HXJVIN27.     iT  M.         Grigg. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

1  TESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be 

*J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Scorn'd  be  the  tho't,  by  rich  and  poor, 
0  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — that  dear  Friend, 
In  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend! 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  sham?. 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — yes  I  may — 
When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then,  (nor  is  my  boasting  vain,) 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain! 
And,  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamM  of  me! 

HYMN  28.     L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
Christ  the  Way  to  God. 

IN  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'din  a  doubtful  road. 


HYMNs. 

2  Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Is  giv'n  by  everlasting  love. 

To  lead  our  souls  to  joys  divine; 
No  other  name  will  God  approve. 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart; 
On  these,  my  fainting  spirit  lives; 
Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  pow'r  of  nature  gives. 

4  To  whom  but  thee  shall  mortals  go, 
To  find  the  true  and  living  way, 
That  leads  us  through  this  world  of  wo. 
To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day? 

5  Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heav'nlj  way  depart; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide, 
Direct  my  steps,  and  rule  my  heart. 

6  In  thee,  my  great  almighty  Friend, 
My  safety  dwrells,  and  peace  divine; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

HYMN  29.     L .  M.         Exeter  Coll. 
Praise  for  Blessings  through  Jesus. 

1  fXl  O  God,  of  every  good  the  spring, 

JL     The  tribute  of  your  praises  bring, 
For  grace  and  truth  through  Jesus  given, 
Mercy,  and  peace,  and  hopes  of  heaven. 

2  Grateful  the  joyous  news   proclaim, 
Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name; 
Salvation — shout  the  glorious  sound, 
Proclaim  it  to  the  world  around. 

3  Tell  every  fearful  trembling  soul, 
That  gospel  grace  will  make  him  whole* 


2&  HYMNS. 

Invite  the  weary  poor  to  come; 
At  Jesus'  feast  there  still  is  room. 

4  Jesus — that  name  shall  calm  their  fears, 
Dispel  their  doubts,  and  dry  their  tears. 
Shall  ease  the  anxious  throbbing  breast, 
And  give  the  weary  mourner  rest. 

HYMN  30.     L.  M.         Exeter  Coll, 
Reverence  and  Love  to  Jesus. 
1   T^ATHERof  Jesus!  God  of  love! 
JO     Of  every  joy  and  hope  the  spring; 
For  the  rich  grace  by  him  bestow'd, 
To  thee  our  grateful  praise  we  bring. 

it  Of  pardon  and  eternal  life 

Thy  mercy  formed  the  gracious  plan; 
And  Jesus,  sent  by  thee,  convey'd 
The  glorious  news  to  sinful  man. 

3  To  seal  the  covenant  which  he  brought, 

He  pass'd  through  sufPring,  shame  and  death ; 
And  shall  not  we  his  claims  revere, 
And  iove  him  to  our  latest  breath? 

4  O  may  his  love  our  hearts  inspire 
His  holy  precepts  to  obey; 
His  spirit  ever  be  our  own, 

His  promise  cheer  in  life's  last  day] 

q  And  when  we  stand  before  his  bar, 
May  Jesus  own  us  as  his  friends; 
Then  to  his  glory  we  shall  rise, 
And  share  the  bliss  which  never  ends. 

HYMN  31.     8,8&6.        Miss  Roscoe. 
A  Christmas  Hymn. 
1    /~"V   LET  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
V.F   In  grateful  rapture  to  the  sliie«. 


HYMNS.  29 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth! 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

2  He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest, 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast, 

To  bind  the  broken  heart. 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

3  He  came  our  trembling  souls  to  save 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time, 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 

K  Then  let  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
In   grateful  rapture  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth! 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
\l  hen  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 
To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

HYMN  32 .     C .  M.  Newton. 

Zeal,  True  and  False. 

1  TjF  EAL  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame 
£^i    The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 

While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild  ; 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 


HYMNS 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  form^- 
Its  part)'  to  increase. 

4  £eal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim, 
f*s  end  is  satisfy' d, 
If  sheers  love  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  heside. 
3  But  self,  hc-wever  well  employed, 
Has  its  owl*  ends  in  view  ; 
And  says,  as  boosting  Jehu  crv\l, 
"  Come,  see  wi;at  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  poor  r^waid  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  fco 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 
When  Jesus  shall  app-; 

7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown. 
But  that  which  springs  from  lave. 

HYMN  33.     C.  M.         Doddridge. 

Inconstancy  in  Religion. 

1   T>  ERPETUAL  Source  of  light  and  grace 
JL      We  hail  thy  sacred  name: 
Through  evYy  year's  revolving  round, 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

I  On  us,  ill  worthless  as  we  are, 
It  wondrous  mere; 
Sure  as  the  heavVs  establish'd  com  - 
And  plenteous  as  the  shov. ' 

3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 
And  treacherous  vows  renew; 


HTMN&  *} 

Fa1-  morning's  scatt'ririg  cloud, 

And  transient  a>  the  dew. 

4  In  fl  ars  oar  guilt  we  mourn, 

I       load  implore  thy  grace, 
To  bear  i 
In  all  thy 

0  ArrnVj  with  t  \  ine, 

I >    .  . NT€ j 

And  with  ir. 

On  to  \..  ■  oo  irti  ill  .  ve. 

1  v     ,-•  I :  .  pow'i  the  .  -  ran 

Pdi 
Brightens  each  m  his  race. 

And  shines  to  ;ay. 

HYMN  3  4,     t.M,         Greev 

Resignation. 
I    XT  is  the  Lord — ei 

X   WhoM  claims  are  al!   dh 
V^  ho  has  an  undisputed  ri,; 
To  crovern  me  ar. 

&  Itisth    J.:-  |        ins  all — 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  rny  ease, 
ies  may  re 
er  part  he  please. 

}  If  is  the  L'^rd — should  I  distr 
I  »    contradict  his  will? 
Who  cannr.i 

Ar.  ill. 

\  It       th<    Lord — who  can  sustain 

n  whom  assistance  I  obtain, 
rmj  road. 


30  HYMN* 

5  It  is  the  Lord — Whose  matchless  skill 
Can  from  afflictions  raise — 
Matter,  eternity  to  fill 
With  ever  growing  praise. 

.     HYMN  35.     8,  7  &  4.      Robinso*. 

God.  the  Pilgrim's  Guide. 

I    fi  UIDE  me,  0  thou  Great  Jehovah, 

•    Vl  Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 

I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 
c2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow. 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through: 

Strong  deliv'rer! 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan ; 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction. 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praises — 
I  will  ever  «ive  to  thee. 

HYMN  36.     7  &  6.     Madams  Col. 
The  Pilorhn's  Son?. 
]    TT>  ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 
_1TV  Thy  better  portion  trace; 
Rise  from  transitory  things; 

Tow'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place: 
Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 


HYM\VS.  * 

Kise,  my  soul,  and  haste  avvay. 
To  seats  prepar'd  above, 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source: 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God,. 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  be  giv'n; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heav'n. 

HYMN  37.     8,  7  &  4.         Allex. 
Sinners  intreaied. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message.. 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Every  sentence — O  how  tender ? 
Every  line  is  full  of  love; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

!  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 
News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 

To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 
u  Free  forgivness  in  his  name." 

Hjw  important! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 


HYMNS. 

p  Tempted  souls,  they  bring-  you  succour; 
Fearful  hearts  they  quell  your  fears; 

And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears: 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  failing  tears. 

4  False  professors,  groveling  worldlings, 
Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 

While  the  messengers  address  you; 
Take  the  warning  they  afford; 

We  entreat  you, 
Take  the  Warning  they  afford. 

5  Who  hath  our  report  believed? 
Who  receiv'd  the  joyful  word? 

Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon, 
OfTer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord. 

Can  you  slight  it — 
OfTer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord! 

6  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 

Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven,, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay: 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

HYMN  38.     C.  M.      Doddridge. 

The  Good   Samaritan. 

1  Tjl  ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace,. 
_F     All  powerful  from  above, 

To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  0  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know; 


HYMNS.  33 

Kindly  to  bhare  in  others' jay, 
And  weep  for  others,  woe, 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress  are  laid; 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  men, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skies; 
And  midst  the  embraces  of  thy  love, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew. 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground; 
And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

HYMN  39.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

A  Family  Hymn. 

1  lil  ATHER  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless, 
X7     W  hich  crowns  our  families  with  peace; 
From  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustain'd 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  beprais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd; 

Who,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows; 
Our  servants  here,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 
.4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name; 
\Vhile  pleas'd,  and  thankful,  we  remove. 
To  Join  the  family  above 


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HYMN  40.     L.  M.  Scon 

Importance  of  Time. 

1  /^\   TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh! 
V^F   How  few  will  estimate  a  day! 
Days,  months,  and  years,  are  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected — and  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 
Oar  life  its  precious  hours  destroys; 
Whilst  death  stands  watching  at  eur  sid" 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind? 

4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time; 
Pilgrims  on  earth,  but  soon  to  be — 
The  heirs  of  immortality. 

5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 
Is  given  to  you  your  seeds  to  sow; 
Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain, 
In  future  worlds,  is  bliss  and  pain. 

6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 
Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through; 
And  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 
Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past. 

HYMN  41.  L.  M.  Scott. 

Uncharitable  Judgment. 

1     \  LL-knowing  God!  'tis  thine  to  know 
JTjLThe  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  floiv; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs;  and  when  we  sin. 


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2  Who,  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servants  to  his  bar  may  call? 
Decide  of  heresy,  and  shake 

A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake? 

3  Who,  with  another's  eye,  can  read? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed? 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 

We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

4  If  wrong,  forgive,  accept,  if  right, 
Whilst  faithful  we  obey  our  light; 
And  cens'ring  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 

5  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people,  fashion'd  in  thy  mould? 
And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
Deriv'd  from  thee,  0  God  of  love? 

HYMN  42.     8,  8,  6. 

Submission  to  God's    Will. 

1  \  LMIGTY  King  of  heav'n  above, 
-£jL  Eternal  source  of  truth  and  love, 

And  Lord  all  of  below, 
With  rev'rence  and  religious  fear, 
Permit  thy  suppliants  to  draw  near, 

And  at  thy  feet  to  bow. 

2  Thy  sov'reign^a/  form'd  us  first, 
Thy  breath  can  blow  us  back  to  dust, 

Frail,  sinful,  mortal  clay; 
'Tis  thine  undoubted  right  to  give 
Those  earthly  blessings  we  receive, 

And  thine  to  take  away. 

3  All  things  are  under  thy  control, 
Eternal  Wisdom  rules  the  whole, 

Educing  good  from  ill; 


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Submissive  therefore  we  resign, 
Our  vvili  s  are  swallow M  up  in  thine, 
In  thy  most  holy  will. 

4  In  heav'n  above,  thy  will  is  done; 
There,  angels  wait  around  thy  throne, 

Thy  counsels  to  obey; 
Adoring  at  thy  feet  they  fall, 
Confess  thee  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 

And  own  thy  powerful  sway. 

5  Lord,  may  we  join  the  heav'nly  throng, 
May  mortals  learn  th'  angelic  song, 

Who  dwell  beneath  the  sun; 
May  ev'ry  tongue  thy  praise  proclaim, 
This  be  the  universal  theme, 

"  Jehovah's  will  be  d  ne." 

HYMN  43.     7s.  Scott. 

Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  \  NGELS,  roll  the  stone  away; 
_IJl  Death,  give  up  thy  mighty  prey: 
See!  He  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Shining  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour!  angels,  raise 
Your  triumphant  song  of  praise; 
Let  the  heav'ns'  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy  inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes! 
Now  lo  glory  see  him  rise; 
Mark  his  progress  thro'  the  sky. 
To  the  radiant  wrorld  on  high. 

4  Heav'n  displays  her  crystal  gate; 
Eoter  in  thy  royal  state; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
'Tis  thy  father's  and  thy  own. 


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5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  choirs, 
Strike  with  awe  your  golden  lyres; 
Shout,  O   earth,  in  rapt'rous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  loud  and  strong. 

6  To  the  listening  nations  tell, 

Sin  o'erthrown,  and  vanquish'd  hell. 
"Where  is  death's  once  dreaded  king! 
Where,  0  monster,  is  thy  sting? 

HYMN  44.     C.  M.         Smart. 
Prudence. 

1  TjlATHER  of  light!  conduct  my  feet 
JF     Through  life's  dark,  dang'rous  road; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 

Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heav'n-ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide: 

And,  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  ev'ry  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight; 
And  whilst  T  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heav'nly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm. 
And  penetrate  my  heart: 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love;^ 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersM 
In  endless  lijrht  above. 
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HYMN  45.     CM.         Watts. 

Early  Religion. 

1  TTAPPY  is  he,  whose  early  years 
X  J.  Receive  instruction  well; 

Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  Our  youth,  devoted  to  the  Lord, 

Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes; 
A  rlow'r  when  orler'd  in  the  bud 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  'Tis  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  oid  in  sill. 
Are  harden'd  in  their  crimes. 

4  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  fears, 

To  mind  religion  young; 
With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years; 
And  renders  virtue  strong. 

5  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

6  We'll  do  thy  work,  we'll  speak  thy  praise. 

Whilst  we  have  life  and  breath; 
Thus  we're  prepared  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

HYMN  46.     S.  M.         Beddome. 
Catholicism. 
1   "       ET  party  names  no  more 

I   i   The  Christian  world  o'erspread; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 


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2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 

Let  mutual  love  be  found; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell, 

Be  banish'd  far  away; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4.   Thus  will  the  church  below, 
Resemble  that  above; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow. 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  47.     L.  31.         Scott, 
Importunate    Prayer. 

1  /"\^R  Father,  thron'd  above  the  sky, 
V^r   To  thee,  our  empty  hands  we  spread; 

Thy  children  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  Let  mercy  all  our  sins  dispel, 
As  clouds  before  the  solar  beam; 
Our  souls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 

3  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
In  that  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thee  ordain'd  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  promis'd  blessing  claim 

4  Does  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
The  cravings  of  his  fami*h'd  son? 
Will  he  reject  the  filial  pray'r, 
Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone? 

5  Our  heav'nly  Father,  how  much  mora. 
Will  thy  divine  compassion  rise; 


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And  open  thy  unbounded  store 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries? 

6  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 
For  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat; 
Still  hoping,  waiting  for  success, 

If  persevering  to  entreat. 

7  For  Jesus  in  his  faithful  word 
The  patient  supplicant  has  blest; 
And  all  thy  saints  with  one  accord 
The  prevalence  of  pray 'r  attest. 

HYMN  48.     L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele 
Self- Examination. 

1  rjlHOU  vain  intruding  world,  depart' 

JL     No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart; 
Let  ev'ry  vanity  begone, 
I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 

2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find; 

The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore, 
And  cail  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end, 
And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend; 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue; 
What  work  is  done  and  what  to  do. 

4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand; 

And  shall  I  waste  the  ebbing  sand? 
And  careless  view  departing  day? 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  ? 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 

My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  pray'r — 
An  interest  in  the   Saviour's  blood. 
A  pardon  seal'd  and  peace  with  God 


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6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heav'n  and  thee. 

HYMN  49.     C.  M.         Browne. 
The  Acceptable  Offering. 

1  XITHEREWITH  shall  we  approach  the 

It      And  bow  before  his  throne?     [Lord, 
Or  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
And  for  our  guilt  atone? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend? 
"Will  these  our  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  our  God  our  friend? 

3  Let  no  such  hopes  our  souls  delude; 

Such  pompous  rites  are  vain; 
But  God  has  shown  us  what  is  good, 
And  how  his  love  to  gain. 

4  To  men,  their  rights  we  must  allow, 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give; 
To  G^d,  with  humble  reverence  bow, 
And  to  his  glory  live. 

5  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere, 

He  never  will  despise; 
And  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
To  costly  sacrifice. 

HYMN  50.     S.  M.         Doddridge. 

Attraction  of  the  Cross. 
1   T3  EIIOLD  the  amazing  sight, 
-[J   The  Saviour  lifted  high ! 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
Expire  in  agonv ! 

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42  HYMNS. 

2  We  see,  and  we  admire, 
In  sympathy  of love; 

We  feel  the  strong  attractive  power. 
To  lift  our  souls  above. 

3  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 
Let  all  the  earth  combine, 

With  cheerful  ardour,  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

4  In  him  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  his  ^jrjefs  alone, 

But  from  his  cross,pursue  their  flight 
To  his  triumphant  throne. 

HYMN  51.     7s.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Christ's  Invitations. 

1  /^1  OME,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

\^J  Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice : 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home! 
Weary  pilgrim!  hither  comp. 

2  Thou  who  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim!  hither  haste. 

3  Ye  who  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain; 
Ye  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care: 
Who  the  stings  of  guilt  can  bear! 

5  Sinner!  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound. 


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Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


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HYMN  52.     7s.         J.Taylor, 
Penitential. 

OD  of  mercy!  God  of  love! 
VT  Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs; 
Listen  to  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou  to  whom  all  grace  belongs! 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 
Talents  wasted,  time  mispent; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent/ 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain; 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 
Fill'd  with  grief  and  shame  we  own: 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  bow, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy!  God  of  grace! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs! 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs! 

HYMN  53.     L,  M.        Watts. 
Zeal  with  Charity. 

1    (3REATG°d!  whose  all-pervading  eye 
VJ    hees  every  passion  in  my  soul! 
V>  hen  sunk  too  low,  or  raised  too  high, 
leach  rue  those  passions  to  control. 


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2  Temper  the  fervours  of  my  frame, 
Be  charity  their  constant  spring! 
And  0,let  no  unhallowed  flame, 
Pollute  the  offerings  which  1  bring! 

3  Let  love  with  piety  unite 

To  mend  the  bias  of  my  will; 

While  hope  and  heaven-eyed  faith  excite. 

And  wisdom  regulates,  my  zeal; — 

4  That  wisdom  which  to  meekness  turns, — 
Wisdom  descending  from  above; 

And  let  my  zeal,  whene'er  it  burns, 
Be  kindled  by  the  fire  of  love. 

HYMN  54.     L.  M.         Scott,  alt'd. 
Christian  Privileges  and  Obligations. 

1  TTOW  many  millions  draw  their  breath 
JLJ_  In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death, 
While  God  allots  my  share  of  time, 
Within  his  gospel's  favoured  clime? 

2  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain? 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought! 
Away,  each  sensual,  earthly  thought! 

3  My  soul!  I  charge  thee  to  excel 
In  thinking  right  and  acting  well; 
Deep  let  thy  searching  powers  engage, 
Unbiassed,  in  the  sacred  page. 

4  Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire; 
More  firm  in  fortitude,  despise 
The  world's  seducing  vanities. 

5  Strong  and  more  strong,  the  passions  lule, 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school , 


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Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 
To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 

HYMN  55.     CM.         Gibbons. 
1  Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  days  of  thy  youth. ' 

1  "1  N  the  soft  teason  of  thy  youth, 
A  In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 

Its  summons  to  the  tomb; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  God; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth: 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

HYMN  56.     S.  M.         Exeter  Coll. 
Steadfastness  and  Watchfulness 

1  f\  GOD!  my  strength!  my  hope! 
V^r    On  thee  I  cast  my  care; 

With  humble  confidence  look  up 
To  thee  who  nearest  prayer: 

2  Grant  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
The  work  assigned  fulfil: 

O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Father's  will! 

3  Grant  me  a  sober  mind, 
A  quick  discerning  eye, 


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The  first  approach  of  sin  to  find, 
And  all  temptation  fly;— 

4  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

5  Thy  will  may  I  pursue; 
To  thee  in  all  things  rise; 

And  all  I  think,  and  say  and  do, 
Be  one  great  sacrifice. 

6  Fill  me  with  godly  fear, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live, 

And  Oh!  thy  servant,  Lord!  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  £-ive 

HYMN  57.     C.  M.         Exeter  Coll. 
Accountable  for  our  Talents. 
1    ^T^  HE  ^me  draws  near, when  thou,my  soul  I 
-t     Thy  last  account  must  give; 
When  thy  whole  life  shall  be  surveyed 
By  him  who  bade  thee  live. 
c2  How  many  talents,  O  my  God! 
Hast  thou  bestowed  on  me! 
But  yet  how  few  can  there  be  found 
Devoted,  Lord!  to  thee! 
S  My  health,  my  time,  my  worldly  store, 
And  thy  more  precious  word, 
Thy  talents  are,  for  which  I  must 
Account  to  thee,  my  Lord; 
4  Much  of  my  time,  alas!  I've  lost, 
And  much  have  I  mispent; 
How  careless  of  my  grand  concern! 
On  trifles  how  intent! 


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5  0  may  the  slothful  servant's  doom, 
My  holy  care  excite; 
Eacn  talent  may  I  well  improve, 
And  in  thy  work  delight!  * 

HYMN  58.     C.  M.       Month.  Anthol.  alt'd. 
Anxiety  Reproved. 

1  "V^7~E  would  not  seek,  with  God  our  friend, 

T  f      With  anxious  care,  to  know 
Or  how,  or  when,  our  lives  shall  end, 
Or  what  our  lot  below. 

2  The  same  kind  Power  that  gave  us  breath, 

Still  holds  us  in  his  hand; 
And  when  he  bids  us  sleep  in  death, 
All-wise  is  his  command. 

3  That  power  whose  watchful  goodness  feeds 

The  warblers  of  the  air, 
And  clothes  with  flowers  the  smiling  meads, 
Shall  we  not  be  his  care? 

4  If  lengthened  years  our  lives  shall  crown, 

Then  be  his  praise  expressed; 
Or  if  in  this  he  cuts  us  down, 
Still,  what  he  does  is  best. 

5  May  we,  the  good  each  hour  supplies, 

Receive  with  grateful  mind; 
And  when  our  fairest  pleasure  dies, 
Be  humble  and  resigned. 

6  How  swift  our  moments  steal  away! 

E'en  while  we  speak  they  fly; 
Then  let  us  seize  the  passing  day, 
And  only  live  todie. 


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HYMN  59.     L.  P,  M.     Hawkeswortii. 
Reflections  on  Death. 

1  "V7~ET  a  few  years,  or  days,  perhaps, 

A     Or  moments,  pass  in  silent  lapse, 
And  time  to  me  shall  be  no  more! 
No  more  the  sun  these  eyes  shall  view, 
Earth  o'er  these  limbs  her  dust  shall  strew. 
And  life's  delusive  dream  be  o'er. 

2  Great  God!  how  awful  is  the  scene! 
A  breath,  a  transient  breath  between: 

And  can  I  waste  life's  fleeting    day? 
To  earth,  alas!  too  firmly  bound, 
Trees  deeply  rooted  in  the  ground, 

Are  shivered  when  they're  torn  away. 

3  Great  Cause  of  all,  above,  below! 
Who  knows  thee  must  forever  know 

Thou  art  immortal  and  divine: 
Thine  image  on  my  soul  impressed, 
Of  endless  being  is  the  test, 

And  bids  eternity  be  mine. 

HYMN  60.   8,  8,  6.      Exeter  Coll. 
On  the  Uncertainty  of  Life. 
1   TT1  TERNAL  bliss,  and  lasting  wo, 
X—A    Hang  on  this  span  of  life  below, 

This  short,  uncertain  breath; 
My  heavenly  Father  only  knows; 
Whether  another  day  shall  close, 
Ere  I  expire  in  death. 
2  Before  thy  throne,  great  God!  I  bow, 
And  in  these  solemn  moments,  now 

Would  learn  mv  real  state; 
While  life  and  health,  and  time  endure, 
May  I  thy  pardoning  grace  secure. 
Before  it  be  too  late. 


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3  If  in  destruction's  road  I  stray, 
Teach  me  to  choose  that  better  way 

Which  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
My  soul  renew,  my  sins  forgive; 
Nor  let  me  ever  dare  to  live, 

Such  as  I  dare  not  die . 


HYMN  61.  8,8,6.     Charles  Wesley,  alt'd. 
The  Parent's  Prayer. 

1  T71 ATHER  of  all!  whose  sovereign  will 
_F     Hath  called  thy  servant  to  fulfil 

The  parent's  tender  part; 
With  gifts  and  graces  from  above, 
With  calmest  care,  and  wisest  love, 

Instruct  my  erring  heart. 

2  0  may  I  every  moment  see 
The  end  for  which  alone  to  me 

Thou  hast  my  children  given! 
A  blessed  instrument  divine, 
Through  thee,  to  make  and  keep  them  thine. 

And  train  them  up  for  heaven: 

3  My  first  concern,  their  souls  to  rear, 
And,  principled  with  Godly  fear, 

In  virtue's  path  to  lead; 
The  hunger  after  thee,  excite, 
And  stir  them  up  with  all  their  might 

To  seek  their  living:  bread. 

4  Thou,  Lord!  my  every  wish  prevent, 
And  guard  whom  thou  to  me  hast  lent, 

And  guide  them  by  thine  eye; 
Conduct, — or  to  thyself  receive " 
O  let  them  to  thy  glory  live. 

Or  innocently  die! 


60  HYMNS. 

HYMN  62.     L.  M.     Merrick. 
Human  Life  Vain  and  Frail. 

1  /~\UR  life  advancing  to  its  close, 

V^F  While  scarce  its  earliest  dawn  it  knows, 
Swift  through  an  empty  shade  we  run, 
And  vanity  and  man  are  one. 

2  How  many,  ev'n  in  youth's  gay  flower, — 
Brief  pageants  of  the  noon-tide  hour, 
Have  faded  in  their  brightest  bloom, 
The  early  tenants  of  the  tomb. 

3  0  how  thy  chastisements  impair 
The  human  form,  however  fair! 
How  frail  the  strongest  frame  we  see, 
When  thou  dost  man  to  death  decree! 

4  As  when  the  fretting  moths  consume 
The  curious  labour  of  the  loom, 
The  texture    fails,  the  dyes  decay, 
And  all  its  lustre  fades  way. 

5  God  of  my  fathers!  here,  as  they, 
I  walk  the  pilgrim  of  a  day; 

A  transient  guest,  thy  works  admire. 
And  instant  to  my  home  retire. 

6  0  Lord  of  life  and  seasons!  we 
Our  sole  reliance  place  on  thee: 
In  thee  we  trust  with  holy  fear, 

And  bless  thee  for  the  new-born  year! 

HYMN  63.     7s.       Olney  Hymns,  alt'd 
Shortness  of  Life. 
1   T~1^7~HILE  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
▼  ?      Hasted  through  the  closing  year. 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run. 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here. 


HYMNS. 

2  Finished  here  probation's  day. 
They  have  done  with  all  below', 
We  a  little  longer  stay, 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

3  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 
Quick,  the  destined  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind; 

1  So  our  brief  and  transient  days 
To  their  end  speed  swiftly  on; 
Soon  we  pass  life's  little  space, 
Here  to-day,  to-morrow  gone. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past,  receive; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew! 
Teach  us,  Lord!  by  faith  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

6  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  filial  love; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told. 
May  we  dwell  with  Thee  above. 

HYMN  64.     C.  M.         Exeter  Coll. 
Reflections  on  the  Death  of  Jesus. 

1  "VE7TTH  warm  affection  let  ?is  view, 

▼  ?      With  pious  grief  improve, 
The  solemn  and  impressive  scene 
Of  Jesus'  dying  love. 

2  Not  all  the  malice  of  his  foes, 

His  pity  could  subdue; 
1  Father!  forgive,'  he  meekly  prayed, 
1  They  know  not  what  they  do.' 

3  0  what  a  love  was  here  displayed, 

Beyond  out  utmost  thought! 


,2  HYMNS. 

How  pure  the  lessons,  how  sublime, 

In  life  and  death  he  taught ! 
4  Let.  not  his  sacred  truths,  by  us 

Be  lost,  or  misapplied; 
Nor  let  our  thoughtless  hearts  forget 

That  'twas  for  us  he  died. 

HYMN  65.     L.  M.         Doddridge. 
Ministry  instituted. 

1  "HI  ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 
_T      Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows; 
While,  with  a  grateful  heart,  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostles'  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame; 

Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 

4  In  lower  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence  and  teachers  ri-e; 
Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  gild  a  long — extended  line. 

5  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run, 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

6  Jesus  our  Lord  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow: 
Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise, 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days: 


HYMNS. 

HYMN  66.     C.  M.         Cowper. 
Death  of  a  Minister 

1  TTIS  master  taken  from  his  head, 
XJL  Elisha  saw  him  go; 

And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
"Ah!  what  must  Israel  dor" 

2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord,  who  lifts 

The  beggar  to  the  throne, 
Nor  knew  that  all  Elijah's  gifts, 
Would  soon  be  msde  his  own. 

3  What — when  a  Paul  has  run  his  course, 

Or  when  Apollos  dies — 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource  ? 
And  have  we  no  supplies  ? 

4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store; 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

HYMN  67.     8, 7  8c  4.         Burder's  Col. 
It  is  finished. 

1  TTARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
11  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  skv! 

"Itisfinish'd!" 
Hear  the  Saviour — dying — cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd! — O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford! 
Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finish'd! — 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 
5* 


u  HYMNS. 

3  Finish'd — all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law; 
Finish'd — all  that  God  had  promised; 
Death  and  hell  shall  no  more  awe: 

It  is  finish'd! 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  Ransom'd  ones,  approach  the  table — 

Taste  the  soul  reviving  food: 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finish'd — 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

9  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name, 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb! 

HYMN  68.     8s.         Topladv. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  TNSPIRER  and  Hearer  of  Prayer, 
JL  Thou  Feeder  and  Guardian  of  thine  . 
Myall  to  thy  covenant  care, 

I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 
The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me; 
And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  A  sov'reign  Protector  I  have, 
Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 


HYMNS. 

4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread; 
I  rest,  if  my  Saviour  be  nigh; 

And  songs  his  kind  presence  indeed^. 
Shall  in  the  night  season  supply. 

5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 
His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend; 
And  wells  of  salvation  surround, 
The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 

© 

HYMN  69.     C."m.         Steele. 

Spring. 

2   T"17"HEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
▼  T      And  blossoms  deck  the  spray; 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 

©  t/       ©  7 

How  sweet  the  vernal  day! 

2  Hark!  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing! 

Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies! 

The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught. 
Bid  virtue,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 

And  fix  the  roving  thought. 

©  © 

4  Then  let  my  wandering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  Hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove. 

5  That  bounteous  Hand  my  thoughts  adore. 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  bless  the  craving  mind. 

6  0  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart; 


a6  HYMNS. 

Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

7  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 
Glad  nature's  cheerful  song; 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  song. 

HYMN  70.     CM.        Rippon. 
Summer. 

1    r  ■  1 0  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 
J_     My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers: 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

S  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps, 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time: 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope. 


HYMN  71.     C.  M.        Burder's  Col. 
Prayer  for  Rain. 
OW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 
Regard  us  when  we  call ; 


'N 


HYMNS.  57 

'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapours  rise 
And  showers  abundant  fall. 

2  On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend, 

For  life,  and  health,  and  food? 

O  make  refreshing  showers  descend, 

And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  The  evil  and  the  just  partake, 

These  bounties  of  thy  hand; 
Nor  will  a  God  of  love  forsake, 
This  long  indulged  land. 

4  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rains,. 

OnZion's  drooping  field? 

So  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 

And  fruit  abundant  yield. 

5  Then  smiling  nature  shall  express 

Her  mighty  Maker's  praise; 
And  we,  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
Join  her  harmonious  lays. 

HYMN  72.     CM."  Worcester's  Col. 
Winter. 

1  O  TERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
k3   Encircling  nature  round; 

How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains. 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  menta?  winter  reigns 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad; 
Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains — 
How  desolate  and  sad! 


58  HYMNS. 

4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul  reviving  ray; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

5  0  happy  state — divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

6  Great  source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore; 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winters  frown  no  more. 

HYMN  73.     C.  M.         Doddridge. 
Swiftness  of  time.     New   Year. 

1  X>  5JMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound, 
JLV  Of  the  revolving  year; 

How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round! 
How  short  the  months  appear. 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey.     - 

3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 

The  swift  revolving  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase  » 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 

Its  great  concern,  to  see; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  vears  arise: 


HYMNS.  39 

©r  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

HYMN  74.     L.  M.     RirroxVs  Col. 
Help  obtained  of  God.     New  Year. 

1  d^  RE  AT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
VJT  By  which  supported  still  we  stand! 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shews; 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs. 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
Tn  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

HYMN  75.     C.  M,         Doddridge. 
Close  of  the  Year. 
1     \  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
-OL  And  raise  your  voices  high; 
Awake  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 
That  shews  salvation  nigh. 

3  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
Each  moment  brings  it  near  j 


60  HYM  N  - 

Then  welcome,  each  declining  day! 
Welcome,  each  closing  year! 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise; 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd, 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course, 

Ye  mortal  pow'rs  decay; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring-  eternal  day. 

HYMN  76.     CM.         Doddridge. 

On  the  Death  of  Children. 

1   ~VTE    mourning    saints, Whose    streaming 
JL    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead,       [tears 
Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

cl  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust. 
In  fond  distress 'ye  lie; 
Rise,  and  with  joy,  and  reverence,  view, 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 

3  Though,  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither'd  trunks  ye  stand; 
With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 

4  "Ml  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  In  my  own  house  a  place; 
"  No  name  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 
"  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  "  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"  A  rising  race  can  give; 
a  In  endless  honour  and  delight, 
"My  children  all  shall  live." 


HYMNS.  <>i 

6*  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 
Through  which  thy  face  we  see; 
And  bless  those  wounds  which,  through  our 
Prepare  a  way  to  thee.  [hearts, 

HY3IN  77.     C.  M.         Doddridge. 
The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  "VT'E  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

JL     With  all  your  feeble  light; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  array'd; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode; 
The  pavement  of  those  heav'nly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display; 
Nor  shall  one  moments  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief, 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite: 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 


62  HYMNS. 

HYMN  78.     8,  7  &  4.     Worcester's  Col. 

Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 

©  © 

1  IS      O,  lae  conies — the  King  of  glory! 

I   I   With  his  chosen  tribes  to  reign; 
Countless  hosts  of  saints  and  angels 
Swell  the  mighty  conquerer's  train; 

Now  in  triumph, 
Sin  and  death  are  captive  led. 

2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  rending — 

All  the  nations  fill'd  with  dread! 
Hark!  the  trump  of  God — proclaiming 
Through  the  mansions  of  the  dead — 

"Come  to  judgment — 
Stand  before  the  Son  of  Man!" 

3  Now  behold  the  dead  awaking; 

Great  and  small  before  him  stand; 
Not  one  soul  forgot,  or  missing; 
None  his  orders  countermand: 

All  stand  waiting — 
For  their  last  decisive  doom! 

4  Now  awake  ye  slumbering  virgins, 

Trim  your  lamps;  the  bridegroom's  near. 
Let  your  loins  with  truth  be  girded, 
Signs  proclaim,  he'll  soon  appear: 

Mark!  the  fig-tree, 
Budding,  shows  the  summer's  near. 

HYMN  79.     7s.         Mrs.  Barbauld. 
Praise  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity. 
1    T)  RAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
JL      For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days: 
Bounteous  Source  of  ev'ry  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  songs  employ. 


HYMNS.  63 

For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vines  exalted  juice. 
For  the  gen'rous  olive's  use. 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  (tews/ 
Suns  that  temp'rate  warmth  diffuse; 

All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land: 
All  that  lib'ral  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores; 

These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source,  whence  all  our  blessings  flow; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem,  the  op'ning  ear; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  its  green  untimely  fruit; 
Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store; 
Though  the  sick'ning  flocks  should  fall; 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall; 

Yet  to  Thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise, 
And,  when  ev'ry  blessing's  flown, 
Love  Thee  for  thyself  alone. 

HYMN  80.     L.  M.         Mrs.  Steele. 
Death  of  a  Child. 
fades  the  lovely  blooming  flow'r, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour! 


■s0, 


64  HYMN> 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly. 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  To  certain  trouble  we  are  born, 
Hope  to  rejoice,  but  sure  to  mourn; 
Ah,  wretched  effort!  sad  relief! 
To  plead  necessity  or  grief! 

^  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care 
Which  nature  must,  but  dreads  to  bear? 

4  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obey'd? 
Too  weak,  alas!  her  strongest  aid; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh! 

Her  consolations  never  die. 

5  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  kind  control; 
Whilst  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page, 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 

6  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sk}T. 

7  The  promise  guides  her  ardent  flight, 
And  joys,  unknown  to  sense,  invite, 
Those  blissful  regions  to  explore, 

W  here  pleasure  blooms,  to  fade  more. 

HYMN  81.     C.  M~       Mrs.  Steele. 
Death  of  a  Child. 
1   1       IFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour; — 
-Li    How  soon  the  vapour  flies! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
Tbat  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 


HYMNS,  65 

2  The  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs; 
And  nature  weeps,  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 

And,  lo!  stern  winter  flies; 
And,  dressed  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flow'ry  tribes  arise. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore, 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 

&  Then  cease,  fond  nature!  cease  thy  tears: 
Religion  points  on  high; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  cannot  die. 

HYMN  82.      8  &  7s.     Exeter  Col. 
Desires  after  Christian  Obedience. 

1  T7I  ROM  the  table  now  retiring 

_T     Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  find; 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear; 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, — 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing! 

Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day! 


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66  HYMNS. 

HYMN  83.     S.  M.         New-York  Col. 
Co mmunion  Hymn . 
I.   ^L7"ES,  to  the  last  command 
JL    We  will  obedient  prove; 
Around  his  table  will  we  stand, 
In  memory  of  his  love. 

2  His  precious  blood  he  shed 
For  our  unworthy  race, 

While  uttering,  in  the  Almighty's  stead, 
His  messages  of  grace. 

3  Oh!  if  our  senseless  pride 
His  dying  words  neglect, 

'Tis  we  who  pierce  his  sacred  side, 
And  we  who  God  reject. 

4  Then  let  us  ever  keep 
This  consecrated  feast, 

Till  memory  shall  have  sunk  to  sleep# 
Or  life  itself  have  ceased. 

HYMN  84.     S.  M.         Drummond, 
For  a  Fast 

1  ^X^  this  a  fast  for  me,' — 

JL  Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God, 
'  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul 
And  feel  affliction's  rod? 

2  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 
His  sorrow-striken  head, 

With  sack-cloth  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread: — 

3  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  th'  avenging  hand, 

Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land? 


HYMNS.  67 

4  No — is  not  this  alone 

The  sacred  fast  I  choose, — 
Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose: 

5  To  nakedness  and  want 
Your  food  and  raiment  deal. 

To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal? 

6  Then,  like  the  morning  ray, 
Shall  spring  your  health  and  light, 

Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright!' 

HYMN  85.     C,  ST.         Exeter  Col. 

Reflections  of  the  Past  Year. 

1  TV/TAHK  how  the  swift-winged  minutes  fly, 
_Lt_L  And  hours  still  hasten  on! 

How  swift  the  circling  months  run  round! 
How  soon  the  year  is  gone! 

2  Let  me  indulge  the  serious  thought  \ 

The  year  that's  past  review: 
What  good,  what  evil,  have  I  done? 
What  work  have  I  to  do? 

3  How  is  my  debt  of  love  increased 

To  that  sustaining  Power, 
Who  hath  upheld  my  feeble  frame, 
And  brought  me  to  this  hour! 

4  For  all  thy  favours,  0  my  God! 

Thy  goodness  I  adore: 
Thou  hast  my  cup  with  blessings  fill'd, 
And  made  that  cup  run  o'er. 

9  For  thy  great  mercy's  sake,  forgive 
The  guilt  that  marks  the  year; 


60  HYMNS. 

And  may  I  more  than  ever  strive 
To  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

6  What  shall  befall  in  future  life 
I  would  not,  Lord!  inquire: 
To  be  prepared  for  all  thy  will, — 
Be  this  my  chief  desire. 

HYMN  86.     C.  M.         Doddridge. 
Christ's  Regard  to  Little  Children. 

1  OEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
^   Wi*h  all  engaging  charms; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  Lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

2  "Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
H  "  For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these. 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands. 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Then  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock  with  pleasure  hear; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face; 
And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

Thy  guardian  care  we  trust; 
That 'care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart. 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 


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HYMN  87.     L.  M.         Jervis. 
Christian  Fidelity. 
HALL  I  forsake  that  heavenly  Friend, 
On  whom  my  highest  hopes  depend? 


HYMNS.  69 

Forbid  it,  Lord!  that  ere  my  heart 
From  truth  and  duty  should  depart. 

2  First  let  the  wheels  of  life  stand  still, 
Ere  I  forget  thy  holy  will; 

Ere  I  submit  to  guilty  shame, 

And  thus  disgrace  my  Saviour's  name. 

3  Faithful  to  him,  and  to  his  laws, 
With  zeal  would  I  maintain  his  cause; 
Steadfast,  the  work  assigned,  fulfil, 
And  learn,  like  him,  to  d^  thy  will. 

4  Till  death  shall  end  my  mortal  days, 
Firm  may  I  walk  in  duty's  ways; 
And  reap  at  last  the  bright  reward, 
Which  waits  the  servants  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  88.     C.  M.  Cowper. 

Providence  Mysterious  and  Benign. 

1  /^1  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
VH~  His  wonders  to  perform; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never  failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  vast  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

5  Ye  fearful  saints!  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 

In  blessings  on  your  head. 
4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace: 
.    Behind  a  frowning  providence 

He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


70  HYMNS. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  89.     H.  M.I&ifpon's  Col.  altM. 
The  Gospel  Jubilee . 

1  T>LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
-13   The  gladly  solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  wandering  sinners!  home. 

2  Behold  the  Son  of  God, 
Commissioned  from  above, 
To  all  the  human  race 
The  messenger  of  love; 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  contrite  sinners!  home. 

3  The  gospel-trumpet  sounds; 
Let  all  the  nations  hear, 
And  earth's  remotest  bounds 
Before  the  throne  appear; 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  pardoned  sinners!  home. 

HYMN  90.     CM.         Needham. 
Prayer  for  the  Spread  of  the    Gospel. 
1    /^1  RE  AT  God  of  grace!  arise  and  shine . 
VJT  With  beams  of  heavenly  light; 


HYMNS.  '* 

From  this  dark  world  of  sin  dispel 
The  long  and  doleful  night . 

2  Let  no  inferior  being  share 
The  honours  due  to  thee: 
May  every  nation  know  thy  name, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 
-3  No  more  may  persecution  dare 
To  lift  her  iron  rod; 
No  longer  shed  the  blood  of  saints, 
And  plead  a  zeal  for  God. 

4  With  its  own  pure  and  native  light, 
Lord!   may  thy  gospel  shine; 
May  error  fly  like  noxious  mists 
Before  this  light  divine. 

4>  While  heaven-born  truth  her  charms  reveals, 
•     May  love  each  breast  inspire; 
Nor  one  base  passion  ever  mix, 
To  quench  this  sacred  fire. 

HYMN  91.     8,  7s.      Cowper,  alt'd. 
Future  Peace  and  Gloi*y  of  the  Church. 

1  TTEAR  what  God,  the  Lord  hath  spoken : 
JL  JL  '  0  my  people !  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you: 
There  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden. 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow; 
For  the  Lord  your  faith  rewarding 

All  his  bounty  will  bestow. 

2  '  There  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 
Never  hear  of  war  a^ain, 

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72  HYMNS- 

God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 
Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 

lie,  the  Lord,  will  be  your  glory, 
God,  your  everlasting  light.' 

HYMN"  9x>.     8s. 

Thoughts  on  Death,  b\j  Mrs.  Barbauld,  in  her 

SOlh  year. 

1  Tl THEN  life  as  opening  buds  is  sweet, 

T  ▼      And  golden  hopes  the  fancy  greets 
And  youth  prepares  his  joys  to  meet, — 
Alas  how  hard  it  is  to  die! 

2  When  just  is  seized  some  valued  prize, 
And  duties  press,  and  tender  ties 
Forbid  the  soul  from  earth  to  rise, — 
How  awful  then  it  is  to  die! 

3  When,  one  by  one,  those  ties  are  torn, 
And  friend  from  friend  is  snatched  forlorn, 
And  man  is  left  alone  to  mourn, — 

Ah  then,  how  easy  'tis  to  die! 

4  When  faith  is  firm  and  conscience  clear. 
And  words  of  peace  the  spirit  cheer, 
And   visioned  glories  half  appear, — 
'Tis  joy,  'tis  triumph  then  to  die. 

5  When  trembling  limbs  refuse  their  weight, 
And  films,  slow  gathering,  dim  the  sight, 
And  clouds  obscure  the  mental  light, — 
'Tis  nature's  precious  boon  to  die. 


ASCRIPTION.     L.  If.     1  Tim.  vi.  15,  16. 
To  him  who  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
Be  ond  the  reach  of  human  sight, 
T       Kmg  Supreme,  the  Lord  of  heaven. 
Be  endless  praise  and  honour  given 


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